Don't Annoy My Boss Daddy

Chapter 82 Acting Close

The atmosphere became a little awkward as I kept coughing. Dylan came to my side and patted my

back gently. We looked very intimate at the moment.

Dylan's actions warmed my heart. If I could spend the rest of my life with such a considerate and gentle

man, I would be very happy even without love.

I raised my head and smiled faintly at Dylan. I had a very good impression of them, but that was it. I

didn't fall in love with him.

"Why didn't you say you don't drink? I wouldn't have let you drink the wine if I had known."

Dylan looked at me guiltily.

"I'm fine, the wine just went down the wrong windpipe. It's not a big deal."

Not far away, a familiar figure came into my sight. I paused and widened my eyes in surprise.

Why was Brandon here?

The moment I saw Brandon, I panicked. I looked at him with panic in my eyes, not knowing what to do.

"Hollie, what's wrong with you?"

Noticing my strangeness, Dylan frowned and looked at me in confusion.

I didn't answer him. My eyes were still fixed on Brandon. He looked at me with a darkened face, and

the anger in his black eyes was burning.

Dylan looked at me with a puzzled frown. Then he followed my gaze and saw Brandon. The expression

on his face changed slightly and the smile on his face disappeared.

"Hollie, is he really just your boss?" Dylan shifted his gaze back to me. His eyes held some suspicion.

Last time, it was Brandon who dragged me away in front of Dylan. Now, he showed up here. I didn't

know what would happen next, so I didn't know how to answer Dylan's question. Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

I kept blinking guiltily.

I didn't know how to answer his question.

Brandon was already walking towards us while I was floundering. I got more flustered. I didn't know

what he would say when he got here.

I clutched the hem of my clothes. At this moment, all I wanted to do was run away from this situation.

Brandon was obviously very angry. If he revealed our relationship, I didn't know how I would face

Dylan.

Dylan, who was standing beside me, also saw him coming over. He frowned slightly, but he still

maintained his good manners.

"Hello, nice to meet you again."

Dylan was the first to hold out a hand with a smile.

However, even though he maintained his good manners, it did not mean that Brandon would do the

same. He just glanced coldly at Dylan and ignored his outstretched hand.

His attitude was exactly the same as the first time, and he didn't take Dylan seriously at all.

Dylan looked at me awkwardly with some anger on his face. He was not a fool, so he could naturally

feel Brandon's hostility toward him.

"P... President, why are you here?"

I looked into Brandon's pitch-black eyes and greeted him guiltily.

"This is a restaurant. If you can come here, I certainly can too."

He stood two steps away from me. The aura around him was very oppressing, and I avoided his eyes

due to my guilt.

"Of course not. I just think it's too coincidental."

I smiled awkwardly. Although I kept calm on the surface, I was very unhappy in my heart. I even

suspected that Brandon was following me. Otherwise, how could it be such a coincidence that he was

here at the same time while I was having dinner with Dylan here?

"Is that so? What a coincidence! The two of us are really fated to meet. Every time you go out on a

date, I meet you."

Brandon deliberately emphasized the words "go out on a date". I could clearly see the anger in his

eyes. He must be very angry now.

I knew that he didn't like me being with Dylan because of his ridiculous possessiveness. He was a

selfish person, but so was I. Although he and I were still friends of benefits, I still had to think about my

future.

"It is a coincidence. I'd have thought you were stalking me if I didn't know better."

Every word he said was aimed at me, even though I didn't do anything wrong. He always made it look

like I had betrayed him, which made me upset.

Right now, in front of Dylan, I couldn't back off again. He would get suspicious.

In fact, I knew that he was stalking me. There was no way he was here by coincidence. Every time I

met Dylan, he would be in the same place.

"Hollie, are you saying that I'm stalking you?"

Hearing what I said, he looked at me with cold eyes and asked this question in a questioning tone.

"I was just joking. You don't have to take it so seriously unless I am right."

I looked into Brandon's eyes without showing weakness. In front of Dylan, I didn't want to be too weak.

The more cowardly I was, the more he would doubt the relationship between us.

"Hollie, you are too narcissistic. Who are you to me? Why would I stalk you?"

Brandon felt a little embarrassed. After a sneer, his face became even colder. I wondered if this man

wanted to punch me.

"That's right, we're not close at all. Why would you come here for me? This is such a coincidence."

Now that he had said that we had no relationship at all, I thought that Dylan would not be suspicious

anymore. I heaved a sigh of relief inwardly and began worrying about myself.

Brandon wouldn't let me off so easily for undermining him in front of Dylan.

Brandon was a smart man. He immediately realised that I had deliberately set up a trap for him to jump

in so that he would say that we have nothing to do with each other in front of Dylan/

But he did not speak again. He just stared at me with a dark expression, and the anger in his black

eyes seemed to threaten to burn me into a crisp.

I deliberately turned my face away from him. He was a public figure, so he couldn't do anything to me

now. Also, he was the one who said we couldn't let anyone know about our relationship.

"Dylan, let's continue eating."

Dylan had been standing aside, frowning. I knew that he had neglected him, so I deliberately got close

to him.

Brandon's hands were clenched into fists, and the veins on the back of his hands were bulging. If it

weren't for the fact that I knew this man and that he didn't want others to know about our relationship, I

would be a little afraid that this man would hit me in public.

"Okay."

When Dylan heard that I was talking to him, a gentle smile appeared on his face again. He sat opposite

me and gave me some of the steaks that he had cut up.

No matter how gentle a man was, he still had a temper. Dylan was such a person. I could feel that he

was deliberately acting close to me in front of Brandon.